On September 21st and 22nd, fifteen delegates from Right 2 Survive and Sisters of the
Road made the trip to the Capital in Salem, Oregon to meet with Senators and House
Representatives to reintroduce the Homeless Bill of Rights. We met up with Kimberly
McCullough from the ACLU, former intern Karissa Moden, and Paul Boden of WRAP, to do outreach
and to provide education for this years’ bill (before the Session begins).

We came prepared with packets and answers for their questions. Breaking into groups and
learning their backgrounds and passions helped us to tailor our conversations to hold their
attention. Our packets include statistics on criminalization, numbers of houseless school children
in Oregon, and fact sheets supporting the Bill. Each group also shared some personal stories of
their life and experiences on the streets, adding impact to our delivery.

What a delivery we all made! Everyone that we spoke to directly has said that they were interested,
and would support the Homeless Bill of Rights -either by signing on, or by becoming a Bill backer. We
also spoke with first time Representative Piluso, who was in Law Enforcement in the city of
Gresham,Oregon- and she has agreed to be our Champion. With her background, she understands both
the legal and Human sides of houselessness. Senator Hayward felt strongly that a meeting with the
League of Cities needs to take place, and is willing to facilitate. Senator Dembrow, who co-
Championed the last bill and supports this years’ bill, suggested that we continue to network and gather
statistics on the impacts of Cities with SWEEPS: and the policing, ticketing, prosecution and jailing of un-housed
folks- as related to the bill.

Overall, the back to back meeting and the support for the Homeless Bill of Rights was
welcoming. We are sending in a ‘Letter To Mother’, which is the draft submission, and we look
forward to keeping in close contact with both House and Senate members with whom we spoke.

Our campaign continues to build, and the work is far from over. However, this is a huge step in
the right direction. Oregon is moving forward on a high and positive path to move this campaign.
Right 2 Survive wants to make sure that everyone who works so hard in the background, and on the
preparations to get us to where we are now- we are truly grateful for you, our comrades. This is about the
rights of the houseless to live with Dignity, and free from harassment. However, it is the efforts of all
of us building this campaign and advocating on behalf of the un-housed that gives this bill the
impact to change the criminalization laws that oppress. A heart-felt sincere thank you! More
updates to follow.

Lisa Fay
R2S: Chairperson
Oregon, HBR: Outreach and Education

In Memory of Paige

Posted: September 19, 2016 in Uncategorized
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On Sunday, September 18th, Right 2 Dream Too’s mascot and ambassador, Paige passed away. She was in the arms of her human, Marty. Paige was loved by many. Thoughtful and calm, she often offered quiet comfort to those in need. Paige was among the sweetest dogs you could ever meet, and she touched countless lives- always ensuring that residents, visitors, and guests feel welcome. With her passing, she has left a huge hole in our hearts. Our dear Paige.

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“Not a Sweep” sweep

Posted: May 27, 2015 in Uncategorized
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IS THIS A SWEEP OR A SHOW OF POWER? They had Riot gear on. They had Animal Service with them and were taking people’s pets. You can see in the Photo what it must have looked like to the Houseless Community. Guess what? The city gave the Police Department a new site (Land) over by the Hawthorne Bridge and Fire Station for a Police Horse Corral. It’s a very sad thing when People are treated like a DISEASE!

Margolis, Gregory Allen

66 Mar. 12, 1949 May 09, 2015

Beloved father of Sam and Laurel; much-loved brother of Ken and Roger; favorite uncle of Jesse, Zak and Sara; and ex-husband of and co-parent with Barbara Blaize, Greg died peacefully the afternoon of May 9, 2015, in his home surrounded and cared for by loving family members. Recognized as an intellectual leader of the movement for social change, Greg’s greatest asset was his enormous heart. He is mourned not only by his family, but by the hundreds of friends he made in his volunteer work and the hundreds more whose lives benefited from that work. After his retirement as a paralegal in 2003, Greg became a full-time volunteer organizer, strategist, activist and spokesperson for a number of social justice groups including Right 2 Dream Too and Jobs With Justice, which awarded him the rare and prestigious Lifetime Achievement Award. Greg always did what he felt was right; as a result, he left the world better than he found it. His life was cut short, but Greg lived life fully, a life of commitment, joy and love. He is desperately missed by the many who loved and learned from him.

 
Published in The Oregonian from May 22 to May 24, 2015

In Memory of Greg Margolis

Posted: May 15, 2015 in Uncategorized

“Satisfaction”

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for those who have fought a whole life

is to come to the end and say;

we believed in people and life,

and life and the people

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Only in this way do men become men,

women become women,

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for people and for life.

 

And when these lives come to an end

the people open their deepest rivers

and they enter those waters forever.

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creating the heart of example

 

 

   Otto Rene Castillo

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2.5 Days Out…

Posted: May 13, 2015 in Newsletter
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2.5 Days Out… 

By: Aaron

I took off on my big venture. The first night I had no problem finding a place to sleep. I went down behind a power plant that I have stayed at many times, all was good.  I knew I had to leave by 7:00am, but stayed until 8:30am. It was good and I had no troubles.

The next day I took off to explore and get drunk.  Well, I did a little bit of both. Along my trip I found way more homeless people than when I had left three years ago. People had tents in plain sight on the bike trail. Other people were sleeping in bushes and doorways with overhangs. It was crazy…

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Poetry From the Streets

Posted: May 13, 2015 in Newsletter
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By: Gary S.

At the end of the day

my hands tired,

my stomach growling.

Pushing forward

into the cold dark night.

The burning of icicles

hanging from my whiskers.

Breath hot on crooked lips.

Collapsing onto the sidewalk,

my bag thrown to the soft,

welcoming concrete.

Sleep comes at last.

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By: William K.

Billions of people under a spell,

without an umbrella

in the midst of mental, physical, and spiritual hell.

While the true origin,

scattered like stars and planets amongst the heavens,

seek to expand from 666 to sevens.

While battling the good fight,

where some of us lose our will,

like the value of a tattered 2 dollar bill.

Hoping to be discovered by the angels of these planes,

that are themselves caught within some

trials of tribulation and pain.

My blood sweat and tears

go out to the possibility

of divine change.

As I secretly devise a plan to rearrange.

Revealing the forgotten keys of ascension,

to the good fallen angels

in bad angels’ detention.

That rest amongst the zombies

in these places of descent ion.

Where they lost focus of those

who need their attention.

To those who are here, I plead

to rise above the physical State,

eat no more of these lies

that have been placed on your plates.

It is within you to return to heavens’ gate.

144,000 angels

to save the woman and mankind

from this evil fate,

of sorrow, and ignorance, belief and Hate.

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By: Gary S.

When the sun comes out,

my petals slowly open,

reaching toward the warmth of light.

Feeding me with the glowing radiance of love.

Sky father giving me his smiling joy.

Letting me know that each day as I slowly grow,

Everything is perfect.

My leaves and branches tickling the breeze

as it flows by into eddies of laughter

and currents of springtime.

Soon I will have fruit to give to the world.

Perfect little babies,

carried off to start their own lives.

Lives of joy and love,

reaching each day,

reaching for the sun.

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